Grossest hangover story of 09: Puked in the bathtub. I was in it.
sunday morning discovery: something purple, smelly, and sticky my hair. any suggestions?
the level of his annoyance + every insult he makes = the closer I am to telling him im fucking his ex
After we hooked up, he left the room and no one has seen him since last night. That kid redefined hit it and quit it.
get over here soon, theyre throwing bbeers at us from the roof. keyword : throwing
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
So the bump is from hitting my head in an elevator. Apparently I dived into a cab head first too.....
Well Apparently I went to piss out my window last night, woulda been ok if I opened the window or the blinds.
I'm going to smoke the pathetic stems and miscellaneous particles that weren't good enough for all my other bowls because its all I have left. This is my bag's Rudy moment.
Ask him to get me chedder bratwurst instead of the molly
Unless if you guys already left. Then I want the molly
It's two in the afternoon, I'm on my third glass of wine and I'm watching Lambchop on youtube. How do you think I feel right now?
currently working on a look that screams, "I'm dead inside, but still trying to enjoy the ride"
I think he's trying to finish jacking off before throwing up again
Does your drug dealer have a printer I can use??
I just wrote a self loathing message to self, wrapped my credit card in it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with another hate messame, and put it in my lock box. So. That's where I'm at.
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